"No, it'll get cold!"
"Put a tut ahh put a-"

I'm trying to picture the scene inside, like I was trying to picture the scene in the tree.

Thu, 06 Nov 2025 23:18:46

Style

I'm in a crowded lift and a girl I've never met tells me she thinks she might love me.
The lift won't stop at any floor, and I can't talk in front of all these people.

Better Lift

"Anyway, you're you. I mean, look at you!" she says. "You could get with anyone, anyone in the street. Really."

i really havent

its performative

you cannot feed someone truth

magnetisation/form

i guess imagine a multimedia obsidian or notion that behaves according to some insane arcane rules that you can't ever really determine

this is possible in mazelike research sprints on the internet

Today I felt like starting

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much more tactility

the point of this was to try and avoid this narcissistic death spiral I'm in by acting anonymously and impulsively. how can that feeling that even Jack can't describe paralyse me if my name isn't next to any of this? the excitement of believing I just need a new process has overcome me and I have cummed out an empty webpage.

like people can read 100 books and still not have the fire within them

i struggle with building a personal technical architecture for storing media, both curation and creation. instead i bookmark everything

to work in time to get to the timeless, perfection thru chaos